Finally, some good news

THE DRAINS ARE GONE!!!

Whew.

I can’t even begin to express how happy I am about that. I didn’t have to beg or plead, which is even sweeter. Being drain-free for the first time in 4 weeks is so fantastic that I barely noticed how “slooshy” the right one felt coming out. I was forewarned: Dr Spiegel told me that it was in deep, and when she snipped the stitches away and pulled to free it from the depths of my belly, I felt it slurping around like a sea monster quite a distance from its entry point.

No matter, it’s out now, and that was exactly what I had hoped for. Isn’t it nice when things work out that way? Amy had prepped me before we went into the exam room, telling me in her infinite wisdom not to expect to get them removed, so that if it happens it’s a bonus, but if it doesn’t I’m prepared. As usual, she was right.

No more drains is definitely cause for celebration!

Cheers!

Nothing like a glass of cava in the middle of the day. Except maybe a gigantic celebration, which is what we were having. No more drains makes me a very happy girl. To quote Adam Levine, one of my all-time favorite musicians.”If I never see your face again, I won’t mind.” My sentiments exactly.

For all my foodie friends, here’s something almost as delish as the glass of cava: 

Houston’s house-made smoked salmon with toast points and herbed mayo. Only the restaurant isn’t called Houston’s anymore, it’s Hilltop of Hillmont or Hill-something, but the food is still out-of-this world, and I liked the glass the cava came in so much that I had to have it. It has 3 little bees on it, and I like them. In many cultures, bees are symbolic of hope, tireless pursuit, and the sweetness in life.  My new glass and its 3 little bees stand for all of those things, and which certainly have been plentiful this last month. Gonna go fill it up right now with some Piper.

Salud!